#Chapter 196 Tragedy Strikes

Carol’s POV “What did you just say?” I asked, not sure I heard him correctly. I felt paralyzed in my place, staring at him with such disbelief. My heart thudded violently in my chest, waiting with bated breath for him to repeat himself. I needed to know for sure what he had said so there weren’t any misunderstandings. “Monica, the maid from the last night, fell down the stairs and broke her neck,” Bennet repeated, shattering my heart into pieces. She was only a 17-year-old girl; how could this have happened? Who am I kidding? I knew exactly how it happened, and my stomach tightened at the very thought of it. I knew something terrible would happen to her if she didn’t stop working for Jenna, but not this. I didn’t think Jenna would go as far as killing her. “W…were there any witnesses?” I asked, my tone dry and void of any emotions. “No,” he answered, shaking his head sadly. “It was late in the evening and the night guards weren’t in that area of the manor at the tim